The train came to a screeching halt at the station at Hogsmeade. First years poured out and ran to the carriages, excited about the coming year.

Ginny and her friends, after tracking down Colin, made their way to the last possible carriage. They climbed in, shutting the doors and waiting for the carriage to move.

"Why aren't we leaving?" Colin leaned out the window, and saw that there were still about twenty kids standing outside. He drew himself back in, looking miffed.

"We're short on carriages. Apparently, we have to share." As if on cue, the door swung open and Draco Malfoy climbed in, having just been forced by Hagrid to give up his carriage to a bunch of snotty first years.

"Well, isn't this just revolting." He somehow managed to squeeze himself in on to the edge of one of the benches, next to Attie, who immediately scooted over on to Colin's lap.

"I always knew you wanted me, babe." Colin wiggled his eyebrows. Everyone except Malfoy and Attie laughed and Attie made a face.

"It was a choice between you and him, git. Besides, You're going out with Lovegood, aren't you?" Attie said.

"Yes, but everyone knows I'm a player." This got everyone laughing; even Malfoy snickered. When they realized where the strange laugh was coming from, they all stopped and glared at him. He glared right back.

After an awkward journey that seemed to last much longer than it really did. They at last came to the castle. Again, the first years tripped over each other to get to the ceremony. Everyone in Ginny's carriage rolled their eyes.

They all shoved past Malfoy, the girls (quite maturely) giving Attie cootie shots on their way to the Great Hall. They all sat down at the Gryffindor table and talked through the sorting ceremony until they got to the W's. Ginny's cousin was a first year this year.

"Weasley, Monica."

The tattered old hat was placed upon her head, and she sat there with a nervous smile on her face. The hat took longer than usual to decide her house, but in the end it shouted;

"Hufflepuff!" The Gryffindor table started clapping. They hadn't been paying attention, assuming that because she was a Weasley, she was naturally a Gryffindor. Ron was the last to catch on.

"WHAT?" He screamed, standing abruptly and sending his chair crashing to the ground. "That's… that's not possible! There has never been a Weasley in the history of Weasleys that wasn't in Gryffindor!"

Dumbledore stood and raised his hands. The hall instantly fell silent.

"Do you feel better, Ronald?" He asked in his soothing, raspy voice. Ron shook his head and sat down anyways. Monica, who hadn't left the stool, was ushered over to her new house table. The Hufflepuffs greeted her and made room for another.

"Now that that little issue is sorted," Dumbledore continued, "I would like to make an announcement. As all of you undoubtedly know, the places of Head boy and girl have yet to be assigned." Whispers broke out, drowning out the Headmaster's words. He waited patiently for them to subside before he continued.

"They will be assigned after one small side note. Will Ginny Weasley please stand?"

Ginny, who was reading a muggle book and not paying attention in the slightest, was nudged into a standing position by Attie and Kinsey.

"Ginny, I understand that you are taking all seventh year honors classes this year, am I correct?"

Ginny nodded, anxious to get back to the story.

"Well, then, except for the age difference and sleeping arrangements, you are, in fact, a seventh year?"

Ginny thought about this for a moment. "I guess."

"Then we have our Head Girl. Ginny Weasley from Gryffindor house." The room burst into applause, excluding the Slytherin table. They never applauded anything.

"And our Head boy, as many of you have loudly predicted, is Draco Malfoy from Slytherin house. Both of you, kindly stay after the feast and I will show you to your rooms."

(A/N: Bet you didn't see that coming, eh? Sorry for the shortness, just wanted to get it posted tonight. Do you love this story? Hate it? Have a suggestion::coughclickthepurplebuttoncough: )

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